User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Escaping the Prison of Olerr-Thayne/@comment-2246928-20161226043142/@comment-32303-20170122011134

''His paws running across the wall, the otter breathed a sigh of relief as he felt metal. . . a hinge? Guessing the door had to be right in front of him, Malachi hardly dared to even breathe as he looked around for Zerzag in the near-darkness. He had to catch the creature off guard somehow. . . but how? He needed a weapon, something better than his teeth. . . .''